The sun is shining.

Unlike Ji Mu, who deliberately jumped into the ring like showing off his skills, Zhang Zhiheng was silent and walked up the steps step by step to the ring.

The surrounding sounds were very noisy, so that Zhang Zhiheng couldn't hear whether these people were cheering for themselves, or waving the flag for Ji Mu on the other side.

But it doesn't matter.

Zhang Zhiheng raised his head, squinted his eyes and carefully looked at Ji Mu who was shouting across from him.

Zhang Zhiheng remembered very well that when Fang Yue took the three of their eighteen groups to step on Yanlou for the first time, it was this Ji Mu who was the first to jump out and speak disrespectfully to his master.

Although Fang Yue had already taught this son a lesson at that time, in Zhang Zhiheng's heart, this account was not finished.

Chu Lu looked down on Fang Yue by virtue of his birth, and the three people in the first group also looked down on the people in the eighteenth group by virtue of their rankings.

However, what they don't know is that in Zhang Zhiheng's heart, he who has the remnant soul of Kunpeng is the one who really looks down on anyone from the bottom of his heart.

No matter how noble your background is, how can you compare to the ancient divine beasts?

With your amazing talent, how can you be as tall as Kunpeng's body?

If the young man does not ring for nine days, he will be empty.

Prior to this, Zhang Zhiheng was cautious everywhere due to family reasons.

But that's not his nature after all.

In his heart, he should be the genius who went to the moon for nine days, not a waste material who was looked down upon.

He's been depressed for too long.

If it weren't for Fang Yue's appearance, Zhang Zhiheng didn't know how long he would continue to suppress it.

Five years, ten years, or even more?

In fact, Zhang Zhiheng had already thought in his heart that if he continued to suppress his true heart, sooner or later his Dao heart would also be damaged, and he might really cause some hidden dangers at that time.

Fortunately, he met Shizun Fang Yue.

If it weren't for this seemingly omniscient and omnipotent master, it might be unknown whether he would be able to pull out the clouds and see the sun and rise to the top.

Therefore, in Zhang Zhiheng's heart, Fang Yuezi is extremely respectful.

Although he didn't say it, at this moment, in the face of Ji Mu, who was clamoring to slap his master in the face, how could Zhang Zhiheng endure it?

Zhang Zhiheng no longer looked at Ji Mu's annoying face, and looked up at the sky slightly.

The red sun hangs high, and the sun shines brightly.

Zhang Zhiheng suddenly laughed, looked at the sun and muttered.

"One day, our generation will be with the heavens. ”

The human voice was too noisy, so that Ji Mu couldn't hear the words in Zhang Zhiheng's mouth clearly.

At this time, Ji Mu only felt that the eighteen groups of waste materials in front of him were chattering, as if he didn't know at all the situation in which he was about to be defeated by himself.

Zhang Zhiheng didn't bother to pay attention to Ji Mu, learning from Fang Yue's unfathomable appearance, his hands behind his back, and slowly closed his eyes.

The breeze came slowly, slightly bringing up the tips and corners of Zhang Zhiheng's hair. In the eyes of everyone in the audience, this unfavored child suddenly had an indescribable kingly spirit.

"Pretending to be a ghost. ”

As Fang Yue rang the bell for the start of the competition a little away, Ji Mu finally couldn't resist the urge to teach his opponent a good lesson, and stepped forward with an arrow, raised his fist and smashed it towards Zhang Zhiheng's head.

The fist is like fire, and it has the potential to burn all things.

"Burning Sky Flame Fist! Good guy! This Ji Mu can actually practice such a mastery!"

Under the stands, some spectators immediately called out the name of Ji Mu's boxing method.

"What kind of punch is this?

"This is the fist method created by the Double Fire Fist Zun when he was young! temper the body with special fire tempering, so that when the punch is made, it can bring up the flame fist wind, and ordinary people will never be able to resist it. However, if a person with low talent tries to cultivate in vain, he will only end up burning himself to death. This season, Mu can practice the Burning Sky Flame Fist, and it seems that he is also a talented person. ”

At the same time, the other two members of the eighteenth group were now together with the three members of the seventeenth group, muttering something in a low voice.

"Su Ruo, how long do you guess Zhiheng can beat Ji Mu down this time?"

"I don't know, I think this Ji Mu's boxing technique seems to be quite bluffing, it should take a stick of incense or so. What do you think?"

"I don't think it will take that long. ”

"Hey, you three don't guess. So, let's make a bet, and Zhining and I bet that he can win with one move. If we win, the three of you will help us cook tomorrow at noon. If we lose, then we'll help you cook!, what do you think?"

"Yes. ”

The seventeen groups of three looked up at Ren Que and Li Zhining in disbelief, and saw that the two of them looked confident, and they hesitated for a while.

At this moment of their hesitation.

Ji Mu had already rushed in front of Zhang Zhiheng.

I saw Ji Mu smiling fiercely, holding high the fist that was constantly burning with fire, and he was about to wave towards Zhang Zhiheng.

At the moment when Ji Mu's fist was about to touch Zhang Zhiheng.

Zhang Zhiheng, who had been closing his eyes all along, suddenly opened his eyes!

The eyes are like torches, and the eyes are full of life.

A Kunpeng phantom suddenly appeared behind Zhang Zhiheng, only to see that Kunpeng suddenly opened his big mouth and swallowed the raging fire on Ji Mu's fist into his stomach in one bite.

In the face of this sudden change, Ji Mu somehow suddenly felt a sense of fear, and subconsciously wanted to retreat to try to seek another opportunity.

However, Zhang Zhiheng did not give him a chance.

Zhang Zhiheng raised the arm that Fang Cai was carrying behind his back, and shouted softly with one hand: "Break!"

With Zhang Zhiheng's order, an invisible spiritual power suddenly erupted between Zhang Zhiheng and Ji Mu.

Ji Mu only felt a strong force hitting his chest, and the whole person flew backwards several feet away uncontrollably, and finally fell out of the ring.

On the other hand, Zhang Zhiheng, the Kunpeng phantom behind him appeared in front of Zhang Zhiheng again at the moment when the spiritual power burst open, blocking all this power for him, so that the power failed to touch Zhang Zhiheng in the slightest.

Everyone in the audience rubbed their eyes, and their faces were full of incredulity.

That's it?

Ji Mu, who was still menacing just now, was knocked out of the ring by Zhang Zhiheng with the most basic spiritual power blast?

And what is the strange beast phantom that Zhang Zhiheng made just now?

Before everyone came back to their senses, Zhang Zhiheng turned around without saying a word, put away the Kunpeng phantom, and walked off the ring step by step, just as he came. Only a gust of wind was left in the ring, whispering everything that had just happened.

It's just that at this time, in the eyes of everyone, Zhang Zhiheng's steps are indescribably domineering and chic.

Fang Yue looked at Zhang Zhiheng from a distance, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

This kid, where did he learn these pretend B routines?